Zhu Bajie’s eyes twinkled, and he immediately shouted, "Master, seeing that Jiang Ziya couldn’t defeat your disciple, he devised a way to escape. I was concerned for your safety, Master, so I didn’t pursue him. Compared to you, Master, what is a mere Jiang Ziya worth mentioning?" Tang Sanzang felt a pang in his heart, "I’ve lost some merit!" But deep inside, he also felt some gratification, "Indeed, this is my beloved disciple! So concerned about my safety that letting Jiang Ziya escape is understandable." But no matter, there’s still the Great Demon King, this Demon King should be the most valuable, Tang Sanzang looked at Sun Wukong with eager eyes. Sun Wukong turned his head, coughed, and said, "Little monk, that Demon King was no weakling; it took a three hundred rounds fight with Old Sun here before I defeated him." "Was that Demon King killed by you?" Tang Sanzang asked with hopeful eyes. "Killed? No, during the battle, Jiang Ziya suddenly appeared and illogically ambushed the Demon King, dragging him away." "What? Monkey, did you let my merit fly away?" Tang Sanzang exclaimed in shock. Sun Wukong dug his ears, nonchalantly said, "Little monk, what do you mean by your merit? Even if Old Sun had slain him and earned the merit, it would still belong to Old Sun. Isn’t that right?" Zhu Bajie nodded at his side, saying, "Master, Brother Monkey is right!" Sha Wujing also nodded, saying, "Master, Big Brother is right!" "You are my disciples, whom I rescued through immense hardships, so the merit you earn also belongs to me, don’t you think?" Bajie, Wujing? "Brother Monkey, Master speaks sense." "Big Brother, Master speaks sense!" Sun Wukong glanced at Zhu Bajie, saying, "You pig head, you also let that old man escape, so the demons you defeat in the future would belong to this monk too?" Zhu Bajie immediately turned to Tang Sanzang, earnestly saying, "Master, I think Big Brother is right." Tang Sanzang was speechless, what kind of disciples had he gathered? All were weathercocks. Sha Wujing hurriedly advised, "Master, those who escaped have already escaped, blaming Big Brother now is useless, why not first check how much merit we’ve earned?" Tang Sanzang sighed, thankfully Wujing brought a White Bone Demon, it wasn’t entirely fruitless, Wujing is truly my most beloved child. Tang Sanzang managed a smile and said, "Wukong, don’t you have a bank terminal? Help me check how much merit we’ve earned this time." Sun Wukong stretched out his hand, and a spherical object with an eye image in 3D appeared in his palm, a terminal borrowed from the bank. Sun Wukong pointed the sphere at Sha Wujing, a beam of light from the eye enveloped Sha Wujing, the numbers within the sphere quickly jumped, finally settling on the number ten thousand. Tang Sanzang’s eyes lit up, that much? His heart ached more, if a little monster was worth ten thousand merit, how much would that Demon King be worth! Sun Wukong then directed the sphere toward Tang Sanzang, a light radiated out, enveloping him, and a number appeared in the sphere: one thousand merit. Tang Sanzang clasped his hands together, chanting, "Amitabha Buddha~" feeling very satisfied inside, I too can earn a thousand merit, much stronger than Wukong and Bajie. "Saint Monk~" A shout rang out from high above. At the same time, Tang Sanzang and his disciples looked up, and saw two figures in bank uniforms slowly descending from the cloud head, eventually landing on the ground as the clouds dissipated into wisps. Ziqi and Yu Sha stood there with professional smiles. Tang Sanzang felt alarmed, forcing a smile, he asked, "What brings you two Immortals here?" Ziqi said with a smile, "Elder, it’s time to repay your debts." Tang Sanzang choked, not afraid of encountering evil people, monsters, or demons, but facing these two, he felt very nervous indeed! "I have no money, could you grant me a few more days?" Yu Sha cheerfully said, "Elder, lying isn’t good? We just detected through the Three Realms Bank terminal that there is a substantial amount of merit on you and your Disciples." Ziqi seriously spoke, "Please repay on time, Elder, to avoid high interest that could bring significant financial loss." Tang Sanzang’s eyes widened, even using a terminal could be detected by the bank’s terminal? Isn’t that a complete absence of privacy? It hurts so much in my heart! Sun Wukong called from aside, "Little monk, repaying debts is righteous and just, it’s not good to delay." Sha Wujing said naively, "Master, let me repay for you first! Now I have money." Tang Sanzang, somewhat embarrassed, whispered, "It’s not enough!" Sha Wujing was stunned, ten thousand Merit Coins still weren’t enough? Master, how much do you owe? Sun Wukong exclaimed, "Little monk, how much did you borrow?" Yu Sha pointed and a screen appeared in front of them, she smiled and said, "Mr. Tang Sanzang has applied for loans at Three Realms Bank a total of eight times, owing twenty-three thousand Merit Coins." "Little monk, how did you end up borrowing so much?" "There are so many good things in the Three Realms Mall, I, as your teacher, also wanted to protect myself so I wouldn’t cause you troubles! As a Sutra Taker who bears a heavy responsibility, buying some Magic Talismans for protection, you should understand, right?" Sun Wukong and his disciples were all speechless; this monk had too many excuses. Tang Sanzang looked at Yu Sha, his face filled with a flattering smile, "Fairy, may I repay part of it first, and the rest when this poor monk has money?" Yu Sha gently smiled and said, "Of course, our Three Realms Bank operates on the principle of serving the Three Realms, so naturally, we provide convenience for the elders." "Thank you, Fairy!" Tang Sanzang bowed deeply with hands clasped together, sincerely. Moments later, Tang Sanzang and his disciples stood beside the horse carriage, looking up and waving goodbye to Yu Sha and Ziqi. Sun Wukong raised his head and asked, "Little monk, how much did you repay?" Tang Sanzang sadly replied, "All of it!" Zhu Bajie inquired, "Master, do you have any money left?" "Then are we going to eat chaff and swallow vegetables from now on?" Tang Sanzang hesitated and said, "How about, Bajie, you get a loan?" Me get a loan? Doesn’t that mean I, Old Pig, have to pay it back?! Read full story at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝗂𝗋𝖾⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 Zhu Bajie’s eyes darted around, then turned his head and saw White Bone nearby, his eyes suddenly lit up and he promptly said, "Master, I have an idea to make money." Not far before the Bird’s Nest was a pond with a flat boat drifting along the water, and beside it were shaded green trees. Bai Jin lay on his back in the flat boat, hands under his head, as the Three Realms Mall displayed floating in the air, with various products passing across. Suddenly Bai Jin said, "Stop~" The page immediately halted, and several products paused on the screen, one of which was a skeleton along with its description: Spirit Monster Skull, The shop’s name was listed as Western Travel Team. "Oh～ This is the little store opened by Tang Sanzang and his group? Xiao Jin, open the Spirit Monster Skull." The Spirit Monster Skull page opened instantly, a dynamic video started playing: First shown was a huge mountain enveloped in mist. A faint narration began, "Legend has it in the Three Realms, there exists a Divine Mountain, this mountain rooted on earth, stretches ten thousand zhang high into the clouds and has been bathed in sunlight and moonlight for ten thousand years." Bai Jin instantly recognized the voice, wasn’t that Tang Sanzang? Has the Sutra Taker now switched to being a broadcast host instead of obtaining scriptures?